â | Pawn in a wicked game.
What a strong Japanese name, it was beautiful and the young girl seemed rather befitting to hold anything such as that. Nodding her head as she agreed with the young girl standing before her Stocking never figured any human in their right mind would be out and about in such a dark wooded area. That would only lead to the fools getting lost, and yet here was a young girl strolling through as if she knew them like the back of her head. But maybe she did. It wasnât as if Stocking knew much of her other than her name.
âStocking Anarchy.â The angel spoke in a soft tone as she scanned over the other with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. âSunako-chan, how long have you lived here?â
"Oh, I haven't lived here for too long~ I just moved in here this summer with my family, Stocking-san, it is a pleasure to meet you." This girl really seemed interesting, and such an unusual name too! Was she from overseas perhaps?
"But please, do not call me 'chan' I really dislike being called it."Â













